Chapter 30: Copyright Editor Pays a Visit

A few days later.

Near noon, a passenger plane landed at Huizhou Tunxi Airport.

A woman wearing sunglasses, jeans, and a woman’s white shirt stepped down from the boarding stairs; she had short, ear-length hair, and her movements were crisp and efficient, giving the impression that she walked with a breeze.

After exiting the airport, she got into a taxi.

The driver turned his head and asked, "Beauty, where are you headed?"

She took off her sunglasses and smiled slightly, "Huizhou Teachers College! Master, do you know this school?"

The driver laughed, "Of course! We only have one university here, how could I not know it?"

As they spoke, the taxi started moving, heading toward Huizhou Teachers College.

The short-haired woman who had just boarded was in her early thirties and seemed quite talkative; after getting in, she kept chatting with the driver.

"Master, about how long will it take to get there?"

"Oh, very soon, half an hour at most."

"That close! By the way, Master, is Huizhou Teachers College very famous around here?"

"Hehe, definitely!"

"Hey! Master! I heard that your local Huizhou cuisine is very authentic, is that right? Besides stinky mandarin fish, what other famous dishes do you have here?"

The driver was also quite talkative.

The two of them went back and forth, chatting quite well.

About half an hour later, the taxi stopped at the gate of Huizhou Teachers College.

The short-haired woman paid the fare, picked up a small luggage bag, and got out of the car.

After getting out, she subconsciously looked up at the school gate of Huizhou Teachers College.

The school name on the lintel was written with quite a bit of charm and looked like it had been there for some years.

But...

This school gate was not grand at all, looking less impressive than the gates of some middle schools.

However, the campus was lush and green; everywhere she looked, there were large trees that one person could barely wrap their arms around, proving that this campus had been built many years ago.

"Huizhou Teachers College... A Speck of Dust in the Central Plains, Cao Sheng..."

The short-haired woman looked at the school gate, muttering softly to herself, the corners of her mouth slightly raised.

Today, she was representing Rongshuxia to meet with Cao Sheng to discuss a publishing agency contract. Now that she had finally arrived at the gate of the university where he studied, she felt quite good, though also a bit apprehensive.

After all, the book Cao Sheng wrote, *Living with a Flight Attendant*, was the most popular work on Rongshuxia since the site was established.

Cao Sheng was also the first author she had ever arranged to meet.

Although she was confident in her communication skills, this was her first time, so she couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

She wondered if Cao Sheng would be easy to communicate with?

She also didn't know if she could really secure the publishing agency rights for his book on this trip.

And she was very clear that whether this trip succeeded or not had a great bearing on the future development of Rongshuxia.

As the first Chinese literature website in the country, Rongshuxia had no role models to learn from; its future development depended entirely on their own exploration.

But from top to bottom, everyone at the website held high expectations for its future.

After all, they were the first in the country!

Being the first in any industry meant that the future could be very brilliant.

And for Rongshuxia to develop and find a way to achieve profitability was undoubtedly the most important thing.

Therefore, how to make a profit became the thing the website's management wanted to clarify most.

They hadn't thought about charging readers.

After all, the website had only been established for a short time, and the total number of readers was not yet large; charging readers at this time would only drive away most of them.

Moreover, the current spirit of the internet was sharing.

Almost all content currently on the internet was free, with the main focus being to share it with all netizens.

Therefore, after Rongshuxia was established, the best way to make a profit that the management could think of was to act as an agent for the publishing rights of popular works on the site.

Through these agency rights, they could earn a small agency fee.

At the same time, it could also attract more capable authors in the country to publish their works on Rongshuxia.

Thereby forming a virtuous cycle.

Therefore, whether she could secure the publishing agency rights for *Living with a Flight Attendant* on this trip was of great importance.

The short-haired woman carried her luggage bag and walked into the campus. Along the way, she would stop a student from time to time to ask which direction the accounting major was in.

Coincidentally—He Xinglan, who was walking toward her, was also stopped by her.

"Hey! Hello, beauty! May I ask how to get to the accounting major in your school? Um, I'm asking about the freshman accounting major, do you know?"

The short-haired woman asked with a smile while stopping He Xinglan.

He Xinglan frowned slightly.

After looking the short-haired woman up and down for a moment and pondering for two seconds, she pointed to the back left, "That way!"

After speaking, she lifted her foot, ready to leave.

But she was stopped again by the short-haired woman, "Hey! Classmate, wait a moment! Let me ask one more thing, is the Men's Dormitory Building 6 also in that direction?"

Men's Dormitory Building 6 was the dormitory building where Cao Sheng lived.

This time, the contact address Cao Sheng left for Rongshuxia was specific to his dormitory number, and it was already lunchtime.

She figured the school teachers were all off work, so she thought she would just go to Cao Sheng's dormitory to find him.

He Xinglan looked at her again, her expression a bit strange.

But she still nodded.

The short-haired woman thanked her quickly, and He Xinglan passed her with a cold expression.

The short-haired woman also walked toward the direction of Dormitory Building 6.

Along the way, she asked two more students.

A moment later, she arrived in front of Cao Sheng's dormitory.

—Dormitory 107, Building 6.

There was no wall outside this building, and men's dormitories didn't need walls for protection.

Therefore, she arrived at the dormitory door easily.

The dormitory door was wide open, and there were a few boys sitting or standing inside.

The short-haired woman stepped forward, knocked on the door, and attracted the attention of the boys in the dormitory. She smiled and tucked her short hair behind her ear, "Hello, students! May I ask if Cao Sheng lives here?"

Pang Yunhai, Song Chao, Wei Dongming, and the others looked at her, and their expressions were a bit strange when they heard her ask for Cao Sheng.

Pang Yunhai stood up and walked over, "Yes! Cao Sheng is in our dormitory. You're looking for him? May I ask who you are?"

The smile on the short-haired woman's face remained unchanged, "Yes! That's right, I'm here to see him. Um, I'm a copyright editor from Rongshuxia, here to discuss copyright agency with him. May I ask where he is now? Is he not in the dormitory?"

"What? What 'Rongshuxia'? Copyright editor? You're looking for Cao Sheng to discuss copyright agency?"

Pang Yunhai was stunned.

Song Chao and Wei Dongming were also completely bewildered.

The short-haired woman was a bit surprised to see their reaction.

She thought: Could it be that as Cao Sheng's roommates, they don't even know about his writing? Did I find the wrong place?

Thinking of this, she subconsciously stepped out of the dormitory and looked up at the room number on the lintel again.

The room number was correct.

A dozen minutes later.

Cao Sheng had just finished eating at the cafeteria and walked into his dormitory when he saw a short-haired woman in her thirties sitting inside.

He was a bit surprised.

What was even more surprising was that the looks Pang Yunhai, Wei Dongming, and the others in the dormitory were giving him were very strange, as if they were seeing him for the first time.